We re getting ten times closer
There is no other
The son, the cone, the dog-bitch
Our sonic brother

Let s get him over - the sound of heaven
The bitchy outside - this is forever

First step is treat; last; order
Brave manic mover
So true with signs of laughter
Our sonic mother

Start making changes - we re going nowhere
Truth laying dormant - a greeting/meeting
Her shiny mushroom - blaming the father
Reward your history - with loosing nothing
A barren wasteland - middle of nowhere
Her shiny head - her shiny head

In a different time, maybe
You and I would be all right
Along a different line of thinking, clearly
Things would not be like they are
Chose a different side, nearly
Hope for better luck this time

Turn the way you turn out, trying
Be it mice or men of clay
Single thought consume all walks of living
This is all you know to be

Let s get him over - the sound of heaven
The bitchy outside - this is forever